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Southern Fried Honeybee Query
Here’s a copy of my query for the thriller Southern Fried Honeybee! now AVAILABLE on B&N southern fried (adjective) definition: crazy, ambitious and/or driven; term of endearment. SFH is a thriller mystery about local celeb chef Charlie Daniels, an African American woman from Biloxi, MS who is being hunted by an unknown enemy. Full of […]
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HEROES: A Comedy Skit
INT. APARTMENT WITH LARGE PICTURE WINDOWS THAT LOOK DOWN UPON THE CITY- DAY Kendra is African American woman with a Ceasar cut, yellow top, red pants. She is frazzled and running out of patience. The story starts with an argument in progress. Kendra is trying to explain humanity to a very confused, arrogant alien on […]
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Southern Fried Honeybee (**completed Novel) Now on BN.com
The place for good food, and good fun! A page turning suspense thriller Southern-Fried Honeybee (previously published as Southern Fried Honeybee by alias- Alexandria Butler) has it all: romance, mystery, sinfully good food and murder. Chef Charlie Daniels is the talk of the Biloxi Gulf Coast’s foodie scene. Everyone knows her restaurant, the Southern Fried […]
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Learning Curve (WIP)
Jessica Stone, real estate magnate, is not all she seems. Beautiful, smart, and talented she seems to have it all but she’s hiding a secret. When she meets Detective Robert Snow he threatens the safe world she’s built for herself. With a killer on the loose, she must rely on her deadly skill set or risk losing everything she’s worked for including all hopes of a normal life.
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Check it out! Excerpt- Southern Fried Honeybee, a novel #free
Excuse my French, but this is probably the raciest Southern Fried Honeybee gets. It’s def PG 13, but this excerpt captures the humor. It ain’t all suspense :) YOU CAN STILL GET A FREE COPY TODAY, click link
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#STRONG FEMALE LEAD, 6 short stories
From Empath: The first body I jumped into was an old man. The reason: he wouldn’t leave me alone. I’d go to the store and he’d be there. I’d go to school he’d be across the street. At first, I thought nothing of it- of him. I figured it was a coincidence at first. I was ten, the same age as my daughter. I didn’t know evil existed then. I finally took notice when I saw the old man standing outside my house. Then he was on my porch, and then he was inside my house. Before he touched me, I already knew what his intentions were.
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Is the Matrix broken?
The older I get the more I see the true dilemma to living in the Matrix. When I was younger I believed there was an obvious answer regarding whether to take the red pill vs blue pill. Red pill= full awareness; blue pill= remain asleep to the truth. Truth of course, I told myself, was […]
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Cell Phone God
I hate texting I hate cell phones even their convenience because it feels as if everyone has one and no one knows anything they only think they do I even hate the convenience it used to be back in the day if you wanted to know something you had to go in search of it […]
Southern Fried Honeybee
Deliciously Eccentric Stories
Southern Fried Honeybee 